Truths Are The Worst Nightmares Now | SPN

You know this dream, but it can't be;
it has been years. Just your mind, then
playing tricks on you again.

You love the sunlight on your face
the sounds of water down below;
This is a gift, you think, reprieve
of everything that life will throw
You thank your mind. For once it knows
to let you sleep; to let you go.

You tell yourself the world won't end
while you are fishing with your -

Friend. He's here, you smile, you say hello
This seems familiar. But it can't be.
It has been years
He knows to call.
He has a phone.
He's always so -
- so fine on his own.

So why's he frowning? He never frowns
not here, not now, not when he's just for you,
He'd touch your shoulder - he's doing it now -
but it's not right. No kiss, no smile,
nothing but your name and that is how
that's when, that's when you know.

He's touching your left shoulder, and you know.

- please. tell me you didn't -
- I'm sorry, Dean.

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